This is going to be a retcon for the Childs Play movies. Only the first 3 movies of Childs Play are any good. So I created this story to eliminate all the other movies after Childs Play 3. This is what part 4 of Childs Play should actually be. I give you Charles Play.... Enjoy
Chucky wakes up from a terrible dream. Images from Bride of Chucky, Seed of Chucky, Curse of Chucky, Cult of Chucky and last and least the remake Childs Play. “What kind of fucked dream was that?” Chucky muddles confused and disoriented… Looking around a room seeing a raggedy Ann doll and a multitude of odd artifacts, slowly realizing he’s a part of some kind of collection and he’s in a good guy package. “Where the fuck am I? What the fuck is going on? Why the fuck can’t I move?” When a loud fluctuating buzzing noise with no point of origin fills the room becoming louder and louder. When all of sudden the room becomes ingulfed in flames, everything in the room is destroyed, Chucky’s package is burning, his hair is burning, his clothes burned, the plastic he’s made of is melting. The pain is excruciating realizing where he’s been since 1991..
“NOOO! GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!” Chucky yells.
“Bring me two souls and I will remove my demon that sits upon your chest.” is heard coming forth from the flames…
“ANYTHING ANYONE, JUST MAKE IT FUCKING STOP YOU SON OF A BITCH!”
Chucky suddenly wakes up gasping finding himself back in that same room, in the same good guy package. When memories of Andy and Tyler begin to flood his head. “Bring me two souls.” Chucky now knows what he must do. Chucky rips out of his packaging, jumps off the shelf and realizes, “I gotta finish what I fucking started. Hahahah! Oh Andy we’re gonna have so much fun together… YOU’RE FIRST. Now where can you be you little son of bitch?” Chucky suddenly burst into flames, the burning, the pain and then images of a grown man in a strait jacket and a sign with the name, Meta Causation Asylum are clear as day. Just as quick as Chucky burst into flames, everything is back to normal. “FUCK THAT HURT!... I know where you are Andy and you’re all tied up for me, like shooting fish in a barrel. Heheheh! Now to find this fucking place.”
“Gotta hitch a ride.. I’ve been walking for too long these little legs blow dick hole. Fuck this, there’s a grocery store and there’s my ride… Perfect, a mommy with her little one putting groceries in the back…”
The rear hatch of the S.U.V. starts to close and Chucky jumps in the back.. The woman drives off, all the while Chucky is making his way through the grocery bags heading towards the woman. “Well, well, what do we have here? Looks like mommy needs a new set of kitchen knives.” Chucky pulls the butchers knife from its package and jumps over to the second row seat where the little girl is strapped into her car seat… “Mommy” the little girl says softly in a trembling voice… “Yes honey?” As the mother adjusts her mirror to look at her child. “AHHHHHHHH” the mother screams almost losing control of the vehicle… “Listen BITCH, you’re going to be my ride and take me where I need to go or I slit this little bitches throat..”
“Don’t hurt my baby please”
“SHUT UP BITCH! If you take me to Meta-Causation Asylum, I might let her live. You ever heard of the place?
In a trembling voice mommy replies, “No, but I’ll take you anywhere, just please don’t hurt my baby.”
That’s what I like to hear… See there baby girl, your bitch of a mommy might save your shitty little life. Say thank you mommy.”
Tears rolling down, a soft voice says, “thank you mommy”
“Now keep driving bitch… How do we find this place?”
Mommy slowing reaching for her radio, clicks a button and says, “Take me to Meta-Causation Asylum”
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Chucky laughing, “Hahahheheh, WHEN the fuck am I? That you can talk to your car?”
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“Looks like we’re in for a little drive, where the fuck are we?” Chucky asks.
Mommy answers, “Connecticut, Monroe Connecticut… I’ll take you there just don’t hurt my baby.”
“Don’t you worry about a thing mommy, I’m a good guy. Hahahahheheh” Chucky replies as he presses the knife up to the little girls neck… “NOW DRIVE!” Hours pass by and the vehicle is running low on gas. “We need to stop to put gas and use the bathroom.” Mommy says.. “Not happening bitch, I’m not playing that game. We stop, you get out, put gas and get back in the fucking car. You take one step outside of my view and I stick all 8 inches of this blade in this little bitches neck. Do you understand?…….. DO YOU UNDERSTAND!!!?” “YES! Yes..” mommy replies. “Good, we understand each other.. If you or this little bitch need to use the bathroom, you do it where you FUCKING sit. Hahahahehehe. You have no idea where I’ve been ever since that little shit Andy threw me into a fan and shredded me right into hell. The smell of your piss and shit will smell like paradise compared to what I had to go through and I’m not going back… Now, let’s go puts some gas. Hahahehe”
THIRTEEN HOURS LATER
Vehicle pulls up to the asylum. “We’re here now, please get out please.” Mommy pleads… “Not yet, not in the middle of the day. Keep driving bitch… I’ll tell you where to stop… That’s it, turn left up here… Park it up ahead… Now we wait… Good job mommy, your precious little one is almost free. Heehehhahah.”
THE SUN SETS
“Now put both your hands on the steering wheel, its time and I don’t want you to make any sudden moves…. That’s right, good.” As Chucky reaches for an auxiliary cord. Mommy says, “Please just get ouu” Chucky wraps the cord around mommy’s neck pulling from the back seat. “Hahahahehehehhahah” Child screaming, mommy trying to remove the cord. Struggle goes on until both of mommy’s arms drop to her side. “Sorry kid, but your mommy was a real bitch and got what she deserved. Oh, by the way…. I lied. hahaha” As Chucky swings the knife and slices open the little girls neck. “Nothing like a strangulation to get the circulation going... Now Andy, time to get yours.” Chucky gets out of the vehicle and walks to the asylum. “Let’s just knock on the front door and see what happens.” KNOCK, KNOCK. Chucky sits down, as a doll would.. Security guard opens the door, looks around and no one is around but a good guy doll sitting on the ground. “Crazy, I used to have one of these dolls when I was a kid… What’s your name little guy?” The security guard asks… “Hi, I’m Chucky, wanna play?.” “Oh shit, it still works… Hey Jimmy, check this out. Remember these dolls?” Jimmy replies, “yeah, I remember them, where’d you get that ugly fucking doll?” Security guard replies, “just sitting outside the front door. You think it could be worth some money now?” “I don’t know man, put that thing away it gives me the creeps.” Jimmy replies… Security guard takes Chucky and puts him in his locker. Security guard, “I’ll fuck with you after work Chucky…” “HidyHo ha, ha, ha” as the locker door closes. “Fucking awesome” security guard says walking away. Chucky opens the locker door, “Now where the fuck are you Andy, you little shit? Time for pay back for what you did to me.” Gotta find these damn security guards first, they have to have some kind of patient log. Chucky walks around and finds the security guards sitting at their station. I gotta get these guys away from there. I gotta get in that log. I need to find the maintenance room and create a distraction. Chucky walks around. Ahhh, there you are. Let’s start a little fire, that should do it. Chucky grabs a few things and starts a fire down the hall near a patients room. Both security guards rush to the fire grabbing fire extinguishers and start putting out the fire that was started in a maintenance cart. All the while Chucky was at the security guard station locating Andy’s room. “There you are you little shit, room 1408. I’m on my way Andy.” Chucky gets to room 1408 and pulls out of his pocket the security guards clearance badge that he stole when he was picked up at the front door. 1408 door slowly opens and Andy is tied to the bed. Chucky pulls up a chair next to Andy. “Hi Andy, remember me you little shit?... I must have really fucked your head up for you to be in here all tied up. Hahahehe They must keep you sedated at night, that’s too bad I would love to see the look on your face if you saw your old pal Charles. You think you have it bad being tied to this bed, YOU LITTLE SHIT! Do you know where I’ve been since the last time I saw you? Well, now I’m back and you my friend, you’re going to be begging to just be tied up for the rest of your life. You’re so fucked now. Let’s loosen these belts up, I wanna be able to untie myself when I’m you. Hahahahhehe” As Chucky lays his hands on Andy and begins the chant….. Lightning and thunder can be seen & heard. Lightning strikes the building and Chucky falls to the floor…. A few minutes pass and Andy begins to open his eyes. “HAHAHAHEHEHEHAHAHHAHAHA, good bye Andy. It’s been fun. Time to get the fuck out of here.” Chucky unties himself, gets off the bed and grabs the Chucky doll. Stares at the doll, slowly making an angry face and starts to laugh “Hahahaheheh fuck you” then throws the doll against the wall and continues to walk out of the room. As Chucky is walking out the door he collapses in agonizing pain. “What the fuck is going on?” That fluctuating buzzing noise is heard and within the buzzing a voice emerges “The doll is your connection to that body. Without the doll, you come back to me” Chucky crawls back to the room where the doll is and grabs the doll and instantly feels normal. “Fuck me! I’m never going to get rid of this shit. Ahh fuck it, I’m not Chucky anymore, that’s your name you piece of shit” As he shakes the doll. “I’m Charles Lee Ray from now on, let’s go Chucky.” Charles goes to the security guard’s locker room and takes a uniform. Charles makes his way down to the first floor where he finds to his surprise no fire department or police. He waits until one of the guards makes his rounds. Security guard is now by himself at his station. Charles pulls a screw driver out of his pocket that he took from the maintenance room and works his way to the guard. Charles standing behind the guard drives the screw driver right into his ear. Guard drops face down into his desk…Charles pats the guard down taking his wallet and his keys. “You’re not going be needing these anymore. Thanks Jimmy.” Charles continues to walk out of the asylum laughing hysterically… Charles jumps in Jimmy’s ride and drives off.
Charles finds a hole in the wall diner to grab something to eat.. “What’ll it be hun?” the waitress ask. “What the fuck is good here to eat in this shithole?” Charles ask. “We got the best burgers in town.” The waitress replies. “I seriously fucking doubt that, but bring me one of those burgers, I haven’t eaten in years.” Charles says. “and bring me a tall glass of water.” The waitress with a look of confusion on her face replies, “Ok hun, how ya want your burger?” “Bloody” Chales replies. “Coming right up……….. JIMMY!.. ONE BLEEDING BURGER WITH A SIDE OF FRIES!”……. “COMING RIGHT UP!” Is heard coming from the kitchen.
Not really having much time to really think about it. Charles starts thinking about being in a human body again, being in Andys body and for that matter just being alive again. Charles talking to himself, “I was stuck in that damn doll for so long this feels so strange, it’s going to take a minute for this to feel normal.” “Here’s your water hun, who you talking to? The waitress asks. With a smirk on his face Charles replies. “I’m having a conversation with the demon I carry in my bag. You wanna meet him?” Waitress walks away saying. “We always get the weirdos this time of night Jimmy.” “You got that right.” Is heard coming from the back. Few minutes later, “ORDER UP!” Jimmy yells from the back. Waitress brings Charles his plate, “Here ya go hun, enjoy.” With a serious look on her face, “Your demon friend there don’t want nothing?” “Actually he does……… Bring me a steak knife, I gotta cut this burger in half.” “Sure thing hun.” Few seconds later. “Here ya go hun, I’ll leave you two at it.” The waitress says… Charles devouring the burger & fries, watching the t.v. above the bar. Charles yells to the waitress, “Hey turn up the t.v….” Volume rising, local news reporting on a homicide at the Meta causation Asylum. Reporter, “We’re here at the Meta causation Asylum where an apparent homicide has taken place, there are no suspects at this time. Videos are being reviewed and a security guard is being questioned but the suspect could still be at large or was this homicide committed by one of the patients? Little is known at this time, we will keep our viewers updated as the information comes out.”
“You were right. There some weirdos out at this time of night.” Charles tells the waitress. “What I tell ya? Weirdos..” As the waitress walks up to Charles table. “Well hun, how was the burger? Best burger in town?” “Well, I said I wanted it bloody and it wasn’t as bloody as I preferred.” Waitress looking at an empty plate covered in blood as more blood is pouring onto the plate and covering the table. The waitress takes a step back with her hands covering a steak knife lodged in her belly. Charles jumps up, pulls the knife from her belly and begins to repeatedly stab the waitress. Gasping is the only noise coming from the waitress. Charles lays the waitress on the floor and walks towards the kitchen and yells, “HEY JIMMY, YOU’RE WAITRESS JUST PASSED OUT, CALL FOR HELP!” Jimmy burst through the swinging doors and is met with the same steak knife directly in the chest and instantly drops. “Now that’s what you call bloody. HAHAHEHEHAHA! Ok Jimmy, where do you keep your gun? Gotta be here somewhere, back pockets? No, Front pockets? No. Ahhh BINGO, now Jimmy why would you carry this on your ankle? You fat son of bitch would never be able to reach it without having to sit your fat ass down. Gotta think Jimmy, hahahehehe.” Charles says as he’s walking out of the diner. A couple holding hands meet up with Charles at the door as he’s exiting the diner. Charles passes the couple and says, “fags…..” “Whachusay granpa? Says one of the couple. “I think you heard me just fine faggot.” Charles replies. “This motherfucker doesn’t realize where he is.” Says one of the couple as he raises his shirt showing the glock tucked into the front of his pants. Charles raises his hands slowly as to show he is giving up but points the snub nose 48 he took from Jimmy at the couple and fires one shot into the gut of the one who raised his shirt dropping him while the other one screams and begins to run away. Charles fires 2 more rounds one into each shoulder of the guy on the ground, takes aim and fires one more round into the back of the head of the other guy that ran. Charles kneels down to the one still alive on the ground, takes the guys glock that’s tucked into his pants, presses the end of the glock hard into one of the bullets wounds and says, “I know exactly where I am you piece of shit. Thanks for the glock chump. HAHAHEHHEHEH” Charles gets up, empties the last two rounds of the snub nose directly into the guys chest, drops the gun and gets in his car and drives away.
Now, time to find our pal Tyler. Remembering how he was shown where Andy was Charles starts preparing himself to ask where Tyler is. Charles pulls into an empty parking lot. Talking out loud Charles says, “Ok you son of a bitch, Show me where to find Tyler.” From the shadows in the car hands and arms start clawing at Charles, the entire inside of the car burst into flames as the demons are tearing Charles apart, peeling his flesh, snapping his bones and dislocating his joints. Charles screaming in agonizing pain, the vision of Tyler sitting at a bar alone drinking becomes clear as day and instantly everything returns to normal and Charles is sitting back in his car screaming. “FUCK YOU! FUCK THAT SHIT HURTS!...” Breathing heavily. Radio switches screens to the navigation screen
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“Ok Tyler We’ll see you soon you little shit.” Charles says as he drives away. Few hours pass and Charles pulls up to the bar but its closed due to the time that is. Charles decides to find a spot and passes out. The next day Charles goes to That One Bar, sits at the bar and drinks whiskey waiting for Tyler to show up. Tyler doesn’t show up that night. The next night same thing. Charles sits at the bar sipping on his whiskey waiting for Tyler. The whole time Charles is coming up with a plan on how to interact with Tyler. “Since I’m in Andys body, I have to be Andy at least until it’s too late for Tyler. I’m gonna let him know it’s me, Charles that’s taking his life right at the moment that I’m doing it hahahehehe.” Night after night sitting at the bar just waiting. On the fourth night Tyler walks in and sits at the end of the bar and orders his drink. Charles recognizes him instantly from the images he was shown. Charles sits quietly in hopes Tyler will recognize Andy. “C’mon you little shit, look up.” Charles thinking to himself… Tyler never even looks up to even notice someone is even sitting across the bar from him. “FUCK!” Charles thinking to himself. “Gotta do everything my fucking self.” “TYLER?” Charles says loud enough to be heard over the music playing in the back ground. Tyler looking up and over to Andy as Andy gets off the bar stool and starts walking towards Tyler. “Do I know you?..... Barclay? Andy Barclay?” Tyler asks.. “In the flesh.” Andy replies. Tyler surprised to see an old friend says “I haven’t seen you since you went AWOL from military school. I didn’t think I’d ever see you again. What brings you here?” {Andy}“ Yeah well, I was never right in the head after all that happened, I had to get out of there. I’ve always been kind of a loner anyways, but it’s awesome to see an old friend. Let me buy you drink…. Two whiskeys please” {Tyler} “So what have you been up to?” {Andy} “Not much, I jump around a lot, from city to city, town to town. I get a job here and there, make enough money to keep myself fed and drunk.” Couple of hours pass by as Andy and Tyler talk. {Andy} “Well, the bars about to close, maybe we can get together again some time before I leave town.” {Tyler} “You staying at a hotel?” {Andy} “I make enough money to keep myself fed and drunk, remember?...No, I find a nice quiet spot and sleep in my car.” {Tyler} “Well, I can’t have an old friend that saved my life sleeping in his car while you’re in town, you can take my guest room until you decide you wanna leave. What do you say?” {Andy} You know what? It’s been a while since I’ve slept in a bed. I’ll take you up on that. I guess I’ll follow you.” {Tyler} “Alright, cool brother. Just follow me then. I live like ten minutes from here.”
“Andy” grabs his backpack and leads the way out of the bar with Tyler following closely behind. Tyler looking at “Andy” with a strange look on his face. He turns his head towards the waitress with a smirk on his face and gives her a wink. They drive off together and make their way to Tylers house. “Andy” pulls into the driveway behind Tyler, sees this really nice house, gets out and says, “Damn Tyler, I knew you had some money when I saw your car but this house is something else.” {Tyler} “Thanks brother, my family was very poor and I never wanted to struggle like I saw my mother struggle, rest her soul. So I made a promise to myself to make something of myself, so I did. C’mon in I’ll show you around. You wanna drink?” {Andy} “Shit, you read my mind.”
They walk into the kitchen and Tyler pours some Jack Daniels into a couple of glasses filled with ice. {Tyler} “Here you go brother, let me show you your room.” They reach the room and walk in. “Andy” with a confused look on his face says, “Sooo, where’s the bed?” {Tyler} “I think you’re gonna like this, go move that portrait on the wall to the left.” “Andy puts his backpack down, goes to the only portrait on the wall, grabs the portrait and shifts it over. Mechanical noise coming from the wall and the wall slowly begins to open from the top down. “Andy” steps back thinking to himself, “Ohhh, I’m gonna love being this son of a bitch.” All the while “Andy” is watching the wall come down not paying attention to Tyler, Tyler grabs a bat that was stashed behind the door, walks up behind “Andy” swinging the bat knocking him out. The wall comes down completely revealing a hidden room. Tyler grabs “Andy”, drags him into the room and commences to tie him up to a chair. Tyler smashes a button on the wall with his fist and the wall slowly begins to close.
“Andy” slowly regaining consciousness, dazed and confused. Looking around this room covered in mirrors, remembering where he was and realizing what Tyler had done. {Tyler} “Oh, hey brother, I was starting to wonder if you were going to wake up. You know, the first few times I did this I actually swung a little too hard and killed those dumb motherfuckers. That was a waste, but it was a learning curve for me. It’s all in the hips. I tried knocking people out by different methods but the bat…….the bat is definitely my favorite. Anyways, look at me just ranting on. Let’s get down to business. I’ve been waiting all night for this, I bet you never saw this coming. I’m a killer Andy, I don’t know what happened or why. My only guess is what happen with Chucky back at military school, must’ve left a mark.” {Andy} grunting, attempting to break free and trying to yell through the grey tape covering his mouth. {Tyler} “Shhhhh,” as he walks behind “Andy” Tyler covers “Andys” head with a clear plastic bag and begins to suffocate him. “Andy” starring into the mirror on the wall in front of him struggling to breathe and just watching himself and Tyler just gripping the bag with a look of hatred and tears rolling down his face. Things begin to go dark as he loses consciousness when a loud crack is heard followed by the sound of a body hitting the floor.
Some time passes and “Andy” once again begins to regain consciousness, looking around seeing the bag on the ground and realizes that Tyler is sitting right next to him all tied up and still knocked out. “Andy” grunting and fighting to escape the chair he’s still tied to, waking up Tyler. Tyler comes to and both are grunting and both trying to escape. Tyler is completely confused and not comprehending what just happened and how he had gotten tied up.
The lights go out, its dark as pitch and a voice is heard, “Charles, Charles, Charles, you dumb piece of shit, when you start the chant for the soul transfer, the soul transfer begins the moment you speak the first word of the chant and starts transferring the soul. You were only able to complete the chant twice, the first time when you transferred into the good guy doll years ago and the other day into Andys body, MY BODY! You got close two other times but were interrupted and never got to finish the chant but that didn’t mean you were unsuccessful.
Both Andy’s and Tyler’s eyes begin to adjust to the dark. They both begin to see their reflections appear in the mirror. They both notice something on the floor and they can barely make it out. It can’t be Charles is thinking. Tyler thinking, what the fuck is this?
Good guy doll turns his head towards Andy and Tyler. “Hi, I’m Andy wanna play?” Andy gets up and stretches. “I’ve been playing doll for too long there Chuck. How’ve you been Tyler? How’s the head? You know, it’s all in the hips. Hahahehe. I can’t believe I saved your life from this son of a bitch back in military school and you were just going to kill me. You should be thanking me Charles. You have to be wondering how the hell I wasn’t just sent to hell after you transferred your soul into my body. Well, I’ll tell you why Chuck, it’s because you never learned how the soul transfer actually worked. Did you actually think the soul just gets pushed out? No, it doesn’t. The soul is swapped but the transfer starts as soon as the first word is spoken. So when you tried it on me and Tyler boy there when we were kids but you didn’t get the chance to finish, a small piece of your soul was transferred into mine and tylers bodies and that tiny slice of soul grew inside of both of us as we grew older. You have no idea how many doctors and psychologist’s I went through to figure out what was wrong with me. They all chalked it up to what you put me through and just prescribed me medication after medication but I knew it was something more than that. Something was growing inside of me taking over my being, so I turned to dark magic and voodoo. I read every book and spoke to medicine men and shamans. I even learned your soul transfer trick.. So many people I killed and never got caught until one day I snapped and strangled my own mother to death. I just turned myself in thinking I would just go to prison for the rest of my life. At least that way innocent people would be safe but the law had different plans for me. They took one look at my history with you, the countless different doctors, medications and declared me legally insane. That I was not fit for prison, that I was crazy so they stuck me in that God forsaken asylum. They kept me strapped down, isolated and pumped me with so many drugs I can’t even remember the first few years I was there, but I do remember being tortured, beaten and even raped by the ones who were supposed to be watching over me. Until one night in a moment of clarity. The devil himself came to me and asked me if I wanted him to get me out of there and without hesitation I said yes. “On one condition he said… You must bring me the soul of Ronald Tyler and return me the soul of Charles Lee Ray. I have released him for the soul purpose to end yours and Tylers lives. If you should fail me this will be your home for eternity.” And just as quickly as he appeared he was gone… Did you really think I was asleep when you transferred your soul into my body? I had been waiting for you for weeks. I must tell you though, I wasn’t really expecting Tyler boy here to be this psychotic. I was kind of impressed with all this hidden room bullshit and Tyler about to kill you before you got him Chuck. Nice work Tyler. Now you both must be wondering, what now? Well, I’ll tell you what now.” As Andy pushes Tyler to the floor. Andy also pulls a pocket knife out of his back pocket and drops it next to Tyler. Andy grabs the duct tape and starts tying his own hands and arms together, then wrapping the tape around his own legs down to his feet. Andy grabs the pocket knife and places it in Tylers hands that are taped to the back of the chair. Tyler franticly starts to cut the tape from his wrists. Andy lays his hands on Tyler and begins chanting. Tyler cutting and cutting the tape, almost free. Storm clouds start filling the sky, thunder cracking outside is heard. Tyler cuts himself free, lighting strikes the roof and Andy, Tyler and Charles all explode away from each other. Few moments pass, Andy opens his eyes, see Charles still tied to the chair but laying on his side and sees Tyler in the good guy doll trying to get up. Andy now in Tylers body breaks free from the chair he was tied to and grabs Tyler that’s now in the good guy doll. Andy grabs Tyler and picks him up from the back of his good guy overalls and says, “It fucking worked!” Just about the time Tyler was going to say something Andy slaps duct tape over his mouth and starts wrapping it around his head and ties him to the chair. Andy grabs the pocket off of the good guys overalls and rips it off. Andy smashes the switch to open the wall. Andy now in Tylers body grabs Charles that’s still in Andy’s body and pulls him out of the hidden room, drags him to the living room and walks out the front door. Charles sitting there hears the window break that’s right next to him. Andy walks back in through the front door, Andy grabs the pocket that he ripped from the good guy doll and stuffs it in Charles pocket. Andy tells Charles, “Charles, you’re going to wanna keep a hold of this pocket, it’s going to be the only connection you have from the doll to stay in that body, think of the asylum as a vacation before you go back to hell.” Andy picks up the phone and begins to dial.
“911 what is your emergency?”
{Andy} Yes, someone broke into my house and I knocked him out and he’s tied up right now. Please send the police, he looks like the guy that escaped from that asylum a few days ago that I’ve been seeing on the news but I’m not sure.
“What is your address sir?”
{Andy} 707 Zauk avenue, please hurry.
“Stay on the line with me sir until the police arrive. They’re on their way”
{Andy} Thank you, please hurry.
Few minutes pass by and police show up and Andy opens the door as the police walking up to the door.
{Police officer} Are you Ronald Tyler?
{Andy} “Yes, I’m Ronald I live here I’m who called you and he’s in the living room tied up. Please get him out of my home.
{Police officer} Now what exactly happened here?
{Andy} I was asleep when I heard a window break. I got up out of bed, grabbed my bat and came to the living room where I thought I heard the noise. I saw this guy climbing in through the window, so I swung and knocked is ass out. I grabbed the only thing I had which some duct tape in the kitchen junk drawer, tied him up and called you guys.
{Police officer} Alright Mr. Tyler, just sit right there. Do you have any I.D. on you?
{Andy} Yeah, I have it right here.
Andy pulls out Tylers wallet from his pocket, grabs his I.D. and hands it over to the officer.
Police officer walks over to the other police officer and they begin to talk amongst themselves and over the radio.
Police officer walks back over to Andy and says, “Well Mr. Tyler, you got very lucky tonight, someone must be watching over you because we’ve been looking for this guy for almost a week now. He’s a very dangerous man.
{Andy} Is that Andy Barclay, the guy that escaped from that asylum that killed a security guard that I’ve been seeing on the news?
{Police officer} Yes, its him. Like I said, you were very lucky. They’ll be another officer over in a few minutes to take an official statement. We’ll get this guy out of here. If you need anything Mr. Tyler just let us know.
{Andy} Thank you but I just want him out of here.
The police untie Charles, place him in hand cuffs. Charles yelling from the top of his lungs. “I’m gonna get you Andy, if it’s the last thing I do you little shit! I’M GOING TO GET YOU!” The police escorting Charles right past Andy.
The night continues with the police and FBI getting statements and all the information needed from Tyler, few hours pass and law enforcement gets thinner and thinner until they have all left. Andy waits for a couple hours to make sure no one will be coming back. Andy heads back to the guest room, opens the wall to the hidden room, walks in and closes the wall.
{Andy} “Alright Tyler, time for me to pay off my debt. You know I would probably be feeling really guilty right now if I didn’t know you were going to try and kill me when you thought I was still in my old body. That’s pretty fucked up there Tyler. Now I can do what I’m about to do to you guilt free. I was going to off you quick and painless as a courtesy to an old friend but not now……… Oh no, not now.” As Andy looks around the room. “I’m loving this little torture room you have here Tyler. Let’s see what you have here. Ohhh, a blow torch. I like it. Let’s start at your feet and burn all the way up, shall we?”
Andy slowly burning Tyler as Tyler screams through the duct tape. “We probably could have made a pretty good team you & I.” Slowly moving the flame up Tylers legs completely destroying the doll. Tyler going in and out of consciousness and Andy waiting for Tyler to be fully aware before he continues to burn him. “Now let’s get those little arms of yours, what do you say?” Starting at the hands, burning them until there’s nothing left but ash. Tyler screaming in agonizing pain. “Isn’t karma a bitch? You have to know that you deserve this. I don’t know how many people you’ve killed and quite frankly, I don’t give a shit. There’ll be a day where I’m in your shoes or maybe not. I went through way worse in that asylum than any of the people I killed went through. Ok, fuck this. This is taking too long.” Andy grabs Tyler, walks over to the fire place, turns on the gas throws Tyler in and lights the gas. Andy goes to the kitchen, makes himself a drink, walks back into the living, sits down and just watches Tyler burn for hours sipping on some Jack Daniels.
Andy learns as much as he can about Tyler through his computer, mail, cell phone anything about Tyler he would study. Slowly the more he learns, Andy starts becoming Tyler. Even though Andy lost Tylers job for not showing up for days, it didn’t matter. Tyler owned that house and has enough money to last him for the rest of his life. Tyler has money coming in monthly from rental homes he owns. Days pass and the fire place never being turned off. Days turn into weeks, weeks into months. Fire place never gets turned off
{Tyler} “Months have gone by since Andy broke into my house and everything is going good with the exception of the continuous nightmares of waking up in my room and being unable to move or speak. What do you think could be causing it Doc? I don’t feel like I am traumatized by the whole ordeal.”
{Psychologist} “It could be a few things causing the sleep paralysis, stress or sleep apnea are usually the main causes. I’d like to do a sleep study on you in the following weeks and at least rule out sleep apnea because I’m leaning more towards stress causing the sleep paralysis but we won’t know until we run the test. Have you been drinking more than usual?
{Tyler} I haven’t had anything to drink since that night Doc.
{Psychologist} Well good keep it up. Over drinking doesn’t allow your body to go into a deep sleep and can make you become sleep deprived.
Tyler walks out of the session, sets up the appointment for the sleep study with the clerk, leaves the office and heads to a nearby bar.
“Fucking doctors… Sleep study? What the fuck is he going to be doing, just sitting there just watching my ass sleep? Fuck it, whatever…. Bartender another shot…. make it a double.” Few hours pass and Tyler decides to head home, its already getting kind of late. Tyler gets home and crashes on the couch. Tyler opens his eyes and sees the time, its 3 in the morning, he gets up and heads to his room and just throws himself on the bed, as soon as he hits the bed he immediately opens his eyes and he’s back on the couch where he had woken up at and unable to move or talk. He sees a shadow on the wall and its getting closer and closer. The shadow raises what looks like a knife and Tyler paralyzed unable to move, the shadow thrust the knife into Tylers chest and immediately Tyler wakes up grasping his chest and gasping for air. He looks down at his hands and he’s holding a piece of cloth. He slowly opens his hand and he’s holding a torn up good guy pocket. He drops the pocket, looks up and hears, “Hi Andy, wanna play?"